Bab 56: Chapter 56: Fouche, adrift for half his life, resents not meeting a wise ruler, if only Your Excellency would not abandon...

Prosper nodded, "This mission is extremely important, so there definitely will be substantial rewards."

The friar suddenly lowered his head. Just as Prosper was about to ask, he abruptly raised his head, coming closer with a voice tinged with a hint of excitement, "My lord, I've given it careful thought; directly poisoning the food isn't safe enough, like if someone were to eat late! By the way, could you provide me with some funds?"

"Certainly, how much do you need?"

"20 livres," said the friar, interlocking his fingers forcefully as if holding onto something, "I'll find an excuse, like it's my birthday—after all, none of them remember my birthday—and have a small banquet, buy some good wine, and poison it in advance. This way we can ensure they all eat it at the same time…